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Archive for July, 2015
I saw you and looked the other wayIt’s not that I was worried or had no
Words to say
But
You see I’ve managed without you
Not that you did not take my breath away
But breath found new meaning long ago
On some forgotten day when I found myself
Sleeping on the shores of my consciousness
Knowing I had been lost
I saw you and looked the other way
Telling myself I was dreaming and soon
You’d go away
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It’s a hole where love used to be
It’s not a missing it’s just a no more
Replacement is as much an option as
Emptiness was not a choice merely
A statement of what was left if nothing counts as something
Life still has meaning it just makes less sense
Pain is not an expression it’s become a way of being
That look in the eyes of the dying having found a love
Is not something that I shall know
Instead on my face will show that loss of you
That desire to no longer be
Me
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I walk the places where you once carried me
But I look with eyes that no longer see the beauty you once described to me
I breath the air that once brushed your cheek and fear I may stop breathing wanting to hold on to a thing that once touched you
I wake and am lots in the waves of emotion drowned is such a sea of despair
Slowly my eyes grow dim as I sink to the bottom and no longer caring of where I have been for life has no meaning without you xx
There are exceptions
Starved out of politeness, cockroach-kicked feet
walk across a blue night.
My lungs are stuck together, breathing in
radiation from the hot air
blown in my face.
The people, the people glow
white teeth at every camera. I see
the teapot boiling,
steam rising,
whistle blowing….
my ears ring out electric cords,
far from the classic, ghostly shadow
that sprawl across my nerves
when they start to shiver.
They eat very little,
or a lot, or they drink
or not,
or they lie and mispronounce their own
names on purpose and move around mountains
blending in with the tones of the town.
These people seem largely designed, I
walk on needles. I am little and not
proportionate. I dream about
ages, and eggs and other meals
that are not enough on their own.
Is anyone? Enough with just their teeth and
their camera and light?
“She’s only crazy,” says my…
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Acceptance is there such a thing with any notion of change it used to be unconstitutional positive regard or love are we not all so truly lost within our own imaginations 🚶🐜🙈👌😳️xx
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